Return of the Crowned Heiress

Chapter 232

Felicia blinked in surprise before letting out a soft laugh. "If you don't want me to smile, shouldn't you be covering my mouth instead of my eyes? What's the point of " Before she could finish, Stephan leaned in and kissed her.

Her vision was still obscured, but she felt his warmth and the faint, clean scent he carried as he lightly pressed his lips to hers.

It was brief, fleeting, and when he pulled away, he removed his hand from her eyes, leaving her in stunned silence.

For a moment, Felicia wasn't sure if it had actually happened. If it weren't for the lingering warmth on her lips, she might have thought she had imagined it.

Stephan, ever composed, pulled out a chair beside her and sat down, his expression calm as if nothing had occurred. With a slight wave of his hand, he signaled to the staff waiting nearby.

Felicia ground her teeth in exasperation but chose not to confront him. His sudden, uncharacteristic gesture disrupted her thoughts, effectively pulling her mind away from the events of the evening.

Moments later, a quiet bustle began as staff members entered the rooftop. Some carried trays of fresh ingredients, others brought cooking utensils. A team of chefs and mixologists quickly set up an impromptu kitchen.

The quiet rooftop transformed into a fine dining experience, and within minutes, the enticing aroma of seared steak and foie gras filled the air.

Felicia's jaw almost dropped when she recognized the team of chefs. They belonged to the most exclusive private dining service in Khogend. Their head chef's schedule was so packed that even having the money to hire him didn't guarantee availability. Yet here he was.

The dishes were plated and served with flawless precision. The mixologist placed handcrafted cocktails on the table alongside them. The entire team departed just as silently as they had arrived, leaving only the faint echo of their movements behind.

Felicia took a bite of the steak. It was perfectly cooked, melting in her mouth with rich, savory flavors. "It's amazing," she admitted grudgingly.

up, stretched her arms, and was about to say something when a sudden

to the horizon just in time to see the first fireworks explode into a cascade of brilliant colors against the night sky. One bloom became two, then dozens, and finally, countless bursts of light illuminated

them shimmered in hues of gold, purple, and red as the fireworks reflected off the glass windows.

stood still, her

direction around the rooftop. They floated gently into the sky, their

surprised her even

the

direction

drones lit up and began

in.

synchronization, forming intricate patterns and shapes that shifted and

river of stars stretching across the horizon. Felicia stood frozen, her eyes

accentuating his sharp, chiseled features and cool, flawless complexion. Even with the quiet night around them, he carried an undeniable intensity-a kind of distant,

Felicia was no

Stephan, her expression softer than it had been in

unreadable. They held a quiet force that demanded attention. He didn't say a word,

...

a group of Stephan's crew was hard at work coordinating the drones. Their faces strained with

barked, sweat